more kulasito pics

since am not really in the mood to write about anything, then i’ll just post more pics of kulasito, so here are more photos of my big little boy.

this picture shocked me, in fact.  can’t believe how big he’s grown, and can’t believe that he is looking more like a little boy than a baby!

“taas kili-kili!”  this is a game niko and i play.  i would ask him to raise his arms, and when he does, i would tickle his armpits.  doesn’t matter if his armpits are sweaty or smells a little like…ehehehe…vinegar, but he loves this game, and i love nuzzling his armpits.

“picture, picture, niko!”  btw, this really is his special smile, and i’ll miss THIS when he grows up!

webcam pics

*silly headband, mama!  take it off!*

*eeeppppp!!!  is that me?!*

*ako nga!!! pitchur! pitchur!*

*is it ready now, mama?*

*okay…here goes!!!  now, ladies, prepare for my BIG kiss!*

*kiss me!!!*

the river

have decided to add a river on my farm.  here’s the pic…

one addiction gone

finally…finally…finally!!!

am done with farmville.  got all that i want and need for my farm, and as promised, as soon as have my green  baby calf and villa (plus an estate to boot!) am going to quit the game.  now, am a proud ex-farmville addict (yay!), and can safely say that i can leave my farm in peace.  hoooorrrrraaaayyyyyy!!!

one addiction gone, so that leaves me only my cafe to manage, which needs fewer clicks, mind you, and less time consuming!  hahaha!  now, gotta focus on my real job that earns me money, not virtual cash and coins.  hehehe.

here are the final pics of my farm.

this is the million-farmville coin villa.

and the estate that cost me 600,000 farmville coins

the barn, the tool shed, and the workshop…this is where the birds and the bees meet and things start to happen…according to some of the historical romance novels that have read where the lovely maid meets the handsome stableboy.  hahaha!

the fruit section and a little space where the fruits are sold!

the flower, wheat, and grain section as well as the greenhouse and the garden shed where flowers can be purchased!

the vegetable section and the chicken coops.

the space between the villa and the estate is my little park. see the carousel?

my noah’s ark!  have to have them in pairs, of course.

and this…this is the chopping block section where heads will roll!  off with her head!!!

fingers crossed for a good year

this year is going to be a good year.

went through some major hurdles last year and the year before that, but am so glad have finally overcome it.  things are slowly but surely going back to normal…that included!

found out that, yes, talking works wonders more than silence does, and if you don’t open your mouth, things are never going to be resolved.

have also learned that a lot might have changed in my life, but that doesn’t mean that have to focus on the negative effects brought about by these changes.  have done that before, and it brought nothing but…well…pain.

lala’s right.  why prolong your agony when solutions are right in front of you, solutions that bring more good than harm.  thank you, lala!  love you!

see how immature i am???  it took a long conversation with my kid sister to realize my mistakes, so…yay!

and here’s lala’s advice, which, am sure, many of you are going to benefit from…no to pride and yes to harmony!

on another very good note…we’re going home to a newly-renovated home, one that has a leak-proof, plastic-less roof!  more yay for us!  and, oh, our room’s going to have it’s own bathroom/comfort room.  double, triple, quadruple yay!  and a little terrace to boot where hubby and i can share our two favorite things…kape at yosi!

know what i miss the most after giving birth and sharing our room with our little son…after-sex cig!  ahahahaha!  and our own little terrace is going to give me access to this. ahahahahaha!  gords will probably not approve of me posting such an intimate little detail, but, what the hell, my thoughts, my words, my blog!  so there, my prudish, prim and proper husband!

THIS YEAR IS GOING TO BE A GOOD YEAR!!!

january 22 marks papa’s first year.  we’re thinking of simply renting a tent and holding our little family gathering at sto. niño after the mass.  that way, it’ll seem like papa’s with us.  i miss him! 

a ym conversation with my kid sister

beverly and joy, best of friends, had a falling out…the reason of which i don’t know.  anyhoo, everybody here knows that they are not on good terms lately as joy had stopped visiting bev…and vice versa.

today though, saw joy outside by the front door.  she took a step forward…then back…then disappeared from my view.  she was probably having second thoughts as to whether or not she should come in or not, so i left her alone, thinking that maybe she was just gathering enough courage to talk to her friend and finally patch things up between them.

about five minutes later, she knocked on the door, so i let her in.

lala, who was working, saw her and pm-ed me.

lala: si joy to ano?
Jinky Daluro: iyo
lala: hehe
lala: kala ko iwal sinda
Jinky Daluro: dai naman garo nakatios
lala: hehehehe
Jinky Daluro: subago pa to sa pintuan, pag hali lang na dj
lala: oooh
lala: naghahalat lang gayud
lala: XD
Jinky Daluro: iyo ngani.
Jinky Daluro: hehehe
Jinky Daluro: maray ngani ta tapos na kita dyan, mayo kitang mga friends na pwedeng magkatampuan. hahahahahaha!
lala: hahahahahah (insert roflmao icon here)

my kid sister…she’s so like me.  our motto when it comes to friends and keeping them is “out of sight, out of mind.”  hahahaha!

i love you, lala!

oh, woe is me!

it’s finally official.  rachel’s gone for good.  nope, not dead as in dead dead, but she won’t be coming back to work for us, so niko’s left yaya-less and mama and i are left alalay-less.

i feel so betrayed, i admit that.  was counting on her promise that she’ll come back next week, but, apparently, romance and the novelty feeling of waking up every day to the sight of her new hubby’s face  (*giggles*) swayed her to stay at home, so her decision to stop working left me with the short end of the stick once more.

my work, toxic as it is already, is going to be affected come the next month.  have tons of work to do and deadlines to meet, but will have to constantly take breaks to take care of the baby’s needs – bathe, feed, give milk, wash bottles, wash butt…the works!

gaaaaahhhhhh!!!

okay, i don’t feel good!  there!  i feel betrayed, and am resenting the fact that gords can start his usual routine the moment he wakes up.  he can work with no interruptions, while i have to be constantly interrupted by the toddler’s needs.  know i sound selfish, so sue me!  but have work to do.  if i don’t work, i don’t have money; if i don’t have money, the house budget will suffer.

hating responsibility so much right now, so, no, have no “happy new year” greetings to you, guys.  this is the only thing that have to say come the new year, and i bet you you won’t like it.

“same shit, different year!”

so there!

*sigh*

really feel like crying right now.

oi, tere, know any good yayas that you could recommend?  no slap-the-kid-while-nobody’s-looking yayas or pinch-the-kid-quick yayas or this-thing-is-mine-since-it’s-left-lying-around yayas ha?

call me stupid

okay…call me stupid.

gave it another go with the farmville gifts, hoping that this time i could land a mystery box, but he’s apparently still laughing at me.  so, yes, no mystery box.

am stopping now.

no more gifts!

may dyos palan sa farmville

jinx said “bah hambug!” as the holiday season was approaching, and the farmville god sneered at her and retorted, “if you are being such a scrooge this christmas, i can be YOUR scrooge and ruin your farmville christmas!  bwahahaha!”

and the farmville god was, indeed, a very cruel farmville god.

lala, shouting with glee, “yey! a mystery box!” she opened it and received a tinsel tree.  cute!

then lala proceeded to open mamae’s gifts and, with her high-pitched sound for glee, screamed, “timae, you also received a mystery box!”  of course, lala opened it and, lo and behold, mamae received a huge santa’s workshop.

then she went on opening gifts, and what do you know, the farmville god was good to them as he gave both lala and mamae two mystery boxes each.

excited, i began opening mine.  gift after gift after gift after gift, and all i was receiving were black sheep and black cats and gray cats and huge, ugly christmas ornaments and ugly lighted gift box and ugly golden soldiers.  of course, had to sell the extra animals and the ugly christmas decors as have no need for them in my farm.  the only gifts though that made me happy were the fuel which i can use on my farm and the lighted gift box which gave me 2k when i sold them.

holding my breath as i open more gifts, i began hoping that i, too, will be given my very own mystery box, but the gifts were dwindling, and still, no mystery box was in sight.  lala was joking that i need to put on my special holiday smile ‘coz it’s the only way that one could receive a msytery box.

“ano ako?  stupid?” i sneered, but at the back of my mind, my farmville self was grinning that big, silly, special holiday smile.   i so fucking want that fucking mystery box!

putang ina!  five more gifts to go before am done opening my virtual gifts.

opened all of them…gaaaahhhhhhh!!!!

no mystery box!  nada! zilch!

s’okay…still have more pending gifts to accept and, maybe, one of them will give me a mystery box.

a thousand clicks and one special holiday smile after, no mystery box for me.

*sigh*

farmville god must have been laughing his big ass off and enjoying his little joke as i was opening one gift after another, hoping to catch a big one.  hope he peed in his pants!  hmp!

so much for lala telling me that the mystery boxes will only be given to those who have the christmas spirit.  i had the christmas spirit, i had farmville christmas spirit, you know.

tonight, gords was opening his farmville gifts, and what do you know, farmville god loves him!  ang qyoyop na yan!  gords got three…THREE!!!…mystery boxes, while i, ako, si jinx, who loves the fucking game i breathe farmville, got none!!!

*sigh*

talk about being fair, right?

but all’s good. anyway, am happy (especially lala who opened the first mystery box that revealed the santa sleigh) that gords is no longer showcasing his improvised santa sleigh.  he was using this ugly wooden wagon as santa’s sleigh.  *shudder*

anyhoo, here’s a pic of his farm.  imagine that sleigh used to be a wagon….*shiver*…ugly!

and, oh, his second mystery box revealed the frozen pond, and the third one showed a treasure box full of toys.  cute!

stupid people

if there’s one thing that i don’t get at all is the fact that there are many playboy playmate wannabees who post their almost-nude pics in the internet, boobs hanging out, crotch peeping, and all.  then they set it up as their primary photos, there for all the people in their network to see.  and when they get one nasty and leery comment about what one guy wants to do with her body or what one guy thinks about her, they get all angry and flustered and bothered…and self righteous.

they were practically asking for it, my god!  of course the attention they would’ve gotten was what a picture like theirs would’ve received.  post something nude, and you can expect every ogling man to ogle your pics!  then they dare cry “foul!”

gaaaahhhhhh!!!

it’s stupid.  really, really, really stupid.

if you don’t want comments that’ll bother you, then don’t fucking post pics that’ll interest other people’s private parts! gawd!

she had it coming…she only had herself to blame!

time travel

it cannot be denied that one’s life will fill up with regrets as the years pile up, and through all those years, mountains and mountains of regrets would have grown, some huge enough to swamp and drown you, while some you can learn from and start anew.

am i sounding melodramatic much?

too much?

then show me a person who doesn’t have any regrets in his life, and i will kiss his feet.

none?

told you.

there are a lot of things that have regretted and want to change in my life; however, i will have to begin where it all started to change all that, so there’s no escaping them, really, except for traveling through time and starting all over again, being extra careful not to make those mistakes again.  but for the time being, they’re my himalayas…my tall mountain to climb…my swamp to cross…my cross to bear.

scary yesterday

have given birth,  but through c-section.  never went through labor ‘coz my pregnancy-induced hypertension spared me from that.  it didn’t spare me though from the recovery period, which was hell.  can’t laugh out really loud ‘coz it hurts my incision, and can’t even cough or sneeze without having pain.  can’t even walk with back straight since it stretches the incision, but what the hell, all of those go with the territory.

yesterday, my sister gave birth to another cute baby, name of romeo federico.  first name’s after my papa (God bless his soul!  miss him!).

she has had some spotting last saturday, but it stopped.  early monday morning, at about 3 am, labor continued so she and hubby, deejay, finally decided to go to the hospital.

mama was preparing breakfast, more nervous and panicky than mamae was.  it seemed as if it was mama who was going into labor and going to give birth!  hahaha!

when we got to msh, er staff said her cervix was dilated to 2 to 4 cm, so she was wheeled to her room for the waiting game. after lunch, lala and i went to the parking lot ‘coz had to have my cig after a big meal.  hehehe.  when we went back up, there was a stretcher near her room.  lala said it might be mamae’s, but i thought it’s not hers ‘coz she seemed okay still.  the interval of her contractions were shorter, and the contractions itself were longer, but mamae insisted that she still feels fine.  plus, we all thought that paco’s going to come out to the world late afternoon.

when we got nearer her room, i started counting out the room numbers.  fuck!  it was mamae’s stretcher all right as it was being pushed inside her room.  of course, lala and i rushed in.  goosebumps broke over my flesh at the sight of her being transferred to the stretcher.

syet! paco’s coming out!

before we left her room, we met her ob.  but since we all thought that mamae was going to give birth later that day, we didn’t think much about the visit.  apparently, when she examined my sister, her cervix was now dilated to 6 to 7 cm, so ob said that mamae was to be wheeled in to the delivery room asap.

we all trudged after her…deejay, lala, and i.  along the way, we all decided not to tell mama or bo that mamae’s going to the delivery room na, for fear that their blood pressures will rise.  but when we got nearer the delivery room, one thought struck me.

have heard that labor pains and giving birth is one hell of a bitch, but since i wasn’t given that…errr…privilege, really had no idea just how bad the pain could get, but when i saw mamae’s eyelids grow white when she shuts them close and her knuckles go white when she grips the bed rails, i was given an inkling of just how bad it could get.

then fear struck me…and lots of what ifs.

mamae entered the msh delivery room at exactly 12:30 noon, then we were ushered outside.  i claimed one part of the floor outside the or room, while lala claimed the area next to mine, and deejay the area next to lala’s.  then we all started praying.

deejay and lala were both reading novenas, while one prayer keeps running through my head.  “keep her safe, please, god, keep her safe!  keep her safe, please, god, keep her safe!”

i wanted both mamae and paco to be safe, of course, but if problems occur, i wanted my sister.  i wanted my sister safe…and alive.  i know, selfish me, but she’s my sister, and i love her to pieces!

12:30 turned to 12:45 to 1:00.

1:00 turned to 1:17 then 1:30.

was getting impatient by the long wait, when deejay finally decided to peep in.

a few more minutes of waiting nervously for news then…

deejay’s out of the OR with a big smile on his face.

paco came out at exactly 1:07 in the afternoon, 12/14/09.

…and, yes, both are safe and sound…

yay!

called mama and told her the good news and then texted bo, gords, and bhenks.  people who mattered to us.

mamae was still in the recovery room, so we all trooped to the nursery where paco was being prepped.  oh, but it was a loud and gusty cry.  good lungs, baby paco, good lungs!  and when we saw him for the first time, he has such a very angelic face that could melt anybody’s heart!

after the quick sneak peek, we all went back to mamae’s room where we waited for her to be wheeled in.  and when she came back in, i saw the huge difference of a normal delivery versus a c-section.

mamae was back to her old, laughing self, full of funny stories about her experience giving birth to baby paco, that it seemed like labor and giving birth were nothing but a breeze.  but you could see just how tired she was.

so……..

welcome to the world, baby romeo federico.

and congratulations to both of you, mamae and deejay, for another very cute, very kagat-able baby boy!

will post pics of baby paco soon.

p.s.

finally got my green calf yesterday.  hahaha! horny bull’s harem is finally complete.

tsong, natanos ang likod mo bigla!

have this really irritating customer that keeps buying his cigs from us.  got more irritated at the old man when tia caring told me he’s a grabber.  a grabber!  he grabs girls’ vajayvay!!!

tia caring told me a story about the old man.  she and a group of high school girls were buying from one of the stores near our area when this old guy came shuffling by (yes, he shuffles).  they didn’t mind the old man ‘coz he seems harmless enough, but he soon showed his true colors when he suddenly grabbed the vajayvay of one of the girls, who was shocked motionless, doing nothing but scream her head off.

of course, this story further irritated me that we soon stopped saying our customary “po” and “opo” whenever he buys his cigs.

anyhoo, lemme describe him to you, guys.

he’s extremely ancient…in his 70s, i think.  this old man wears tattered rags for clothes, and smokes fortune menthol cigs worth 0.75 cents. his nails are so long and so dirty, and he smells the way he looks.  we’re taking armpits here, folks, and the smell of stale cigs, halitosis, dandruff, spit, and sweat clinging to him.

anybody would pity him ‘coz his back’s bent, his shoulders are drooping, and he has a slow, shuffling gait that a turtle can probably overtake him.  the old man moves oh-so-slowly when he lights his cig and when he reaches in to give me his peso coin, but there is one thing though where he can be really lickety-split!

my legs are always tucked underneath my shirt whenever he approaches the store ‘coz i don’t want him peeping at them when he’s buying his cig.  anyhoo, one night, really thought he was gone since it’s been minutes, so i straightened my legs and crossed them indian style again when i suddenly heard a scuffling noise.  i thought it was a new customer, but when i turned to look, it was the old man!

apparently, he turned into speedy gonzales when he saw some flesh, straightening his stooped back lickety-split to take a peek at my thighs!  the old man can straighten his damned back!

damn the old bastard!  and double damn him when i saw his leery grin!!!

“ano, tsong?!” i snapped at him.

with that same leery, icky grin, he shook his head, “mayo man”.

then he went back to his pong pagong-stooped posture, bent his ugly head, and slowly shuffled away, clouds of fortune smoke drifting up as he shuffled away.

putang inang hayop na yan!

the night before we were to go to tigaon, we closed the store early.  was joking with bo to hurry up and board the windows, saying that the old man’s coming.

lala, who is more annoyed at the old man than i am, scowled, “diputa!”

bo saw her expression and said, “he’s here!  lala, he’s here!”

“hurry up, bo!”  said lala, short of screaming.

bo laughed.

then the joke backfired on us.

“shit, he’s here!” i hissed at lala.

“puta!” lala muttered back when she saw the old man.

he really was there, in the flesh, shuffling his way to us.

to cut the story short…

old man: “fortune.”
bo:  “we’re closed na po.”
lala, sulking and scowling like have never seen her before, closed the windows and said in a very huffy voice: “we’re closed.”
me, was so busy laughing my ass off at the expression on lala’s face.

so much for that joke rebounding on us.

i miss my store, too! waaaahhhhh!!!

farmville update

finally had enough cash to decorate my farm in farmville.  wanted to keep all the pets that have adopted and received as gifts but have no way of fitting them all but still make my farm look more like a real farm, so was having a bit of a trouble making my farm look reasonably realistic.

anyhoo, gords wanted in on the action of decorating my farm, but complained that have too many pets.  i jokingly said that he could sell them all, except for one of each. didn’t know he would accept the joke as a fact though, but when i saw my farm, gaaaahhhhh!, only had one black cat and one turtle!  he sold them all!  my babies!  gords sold my babies!  good thing i stopped him before he could sell my turkeys and the rest of my pets!

had a frantic time searching for black cats and turtles that i could adopt, so they could at least have their own partners, but i couldn’t find one, so logged into my hubby’s account and bought myself an orange tabby.  there!  but still, no turtles for my lone turtle, and it took me days before i could adopt one.  thank god they all have partners now.   hahaha!  adik!

now, am saving enough farmville coins to buy me a greenhouse…and soon…the million-farmville coin villa!  yay!

after have bought these things and decorated my farm to my liking, am gonna quit the game.  hehehe.

ooopppsss…one more thing palan before i could really quit this addicting game, still have to find a green calf that i could adopt so i could complete the bull’s family.  my bull’s horny, by the way, he has four wives and three calves!  the only thing that’s missing is the green baby.  am crossing my fingers that one of my friends would share a green calf!

here are some pics of the partners and horny bull and his wives.  hahaha!  adik!

…busy-busy-han…

so sorry haven’t updated this blog for days…weeks!  it’s just that have been really, really, really busy lately.  haven’t even visited this blog during that time, so was so pleasantly surprised to see the snow falling once more. as niko would excitedly say, “detember na! klitmat na!”  hahaha!

*sigh*

but me, well, am still the scrooge AND the grinch of the house.  lala greeted me a merry christmas last week, but the first words that came out of my mouth were “same shit, different day!”  sad, eh?  but do you want to know the truth?  it IS going to be a “same shit, different day!” anyhow, minus loads of cash that you spent on gifts and plus mountains of bills that you have to pay!  ahaha!  okay, am looking at the bottle half empty once again.  blame it on the holiday blues, folks!

*sigh*

we’re staying at my sister’s house right now (feeling so like a refugee na!  haha!) ‘coz we’re having our home renovated…the smaller the better.  well, at least that’s one thing that am looking forward to come the new year, our home’s freshly-painted interior and a leak-free roof!  yep, after so many fucking years, we’re finally going to have a fucking leak-free roof!  no more plastics, and no more tubes, and no more wishing for the rain to stop ‘coz right now, after the renovation’s through, an gonna do one mean rain dance and pray for one hell of a rainstorm!  let’s see how SHE takes that!  haha!  each and every time it rains,  i know she’s going through what we went through during those years…AND i am owning the cheshire cat’s smile.  i so fucking own it i sleep with its wide freakish smile plastered on my face!  hah!

enough about that…

i miss our room!  our bed!  our tv! our air conditioner! gaaahhhhh!!!  i want to go home!  there!

let’s talk about work…

work’s good.  work’s more than good.  in fact, work’s so fucking perfect!  and no, contrary to what you, guys, are thinking, there is no sarcastic note to that.  ahahah!  got loads of work and loads of deadline, and after a few months of having had to do less articles than what am used to, these batches are a miracle…god sent, really.  yan nga lang, majority of them is about car hire topics.  *sigh*  but car hire or not, am going to take them!

so, yes, am busy, busy, busy…

and, yep, cafe world and farmville are also taking a huge chunk out of my free time that have no time to blog.  it’s only now that have mustered enough grit to actually write one measly post…one!

*updates on kulasito*

niko fell yesterday and hit his hip.  of course, i immediately picked him up to calm him down, and when i set him down on the floor so he could walk, i saw that he was limping.  and whenever his hip or knee would give way, he would stop and blurt out, “ano yan?”  (what is that?).  my poor baby!  was so scared when i saw that niko was limping that my first thought was “get an x-ray, quick!” but after a few minutes, baby’s fine.  no more limping!  thank god!  he’s now back to his old makulit, curious, and talkative self.  ehehehe.

gords and i watched the new moon at sm last night.  have been duped!!!  thought it was a romantic movie, but was shocked to find out that it was a comedy!  gaaaaahhhh!!!

anyhoo, thoughts are running through my head for the past weeks na…ano daw kaya?

feeling sad and lonely…could somebody adopt me, please?!?!?!